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English Songs

The Big Dive

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Year: 2003Album: CMYK - EP#3 Yellow (2014)Language: English

Meaning

This is one of the first songs I wrote when I was a teenager. This song is only a personal attempt of encouragement.In that period I was full of dreams and projects, like every young and energetic teenager.Years later, I understood that we have a lot of chances to be frightened by choices, crossroads and decisions. But when we are young there are no excuses to be frightened of doing anything we want to try.So ‘dive and go’ was a way to push myself beyond the fence that logic put forward. And probably its purpose remains valid for our lifetime.

Lyrics

This song I’m gonna write for you, for meJust speaks about the sunset of a theoryThe theory that everyday tries to convince meThe world is waiting for meThe world is waiting for you, too

It’s so simple simple to deny, But it’s hard to climbThe mountain up to the peak of dreams, Listen to the clear deep shiver Through your back, up to the neckStraight to your head, it could be sadIf you choose to lose your chance To prove yourself before the endThat you can ride the craving horse Kicking into your breast, so...

So, dive and go… you’ve got toDive and go… why don’t youDive and go…It’s just a dive into this world

I don’t wanna say: “this poor other of me”I don’t wanna say: “you are not me”I want to fly over the seaReaching my dreams wishing to leapThe big dive that lets me finally Set free the star inside of me

Inside of me… so dive and go… I’ve got toDive and go… I’ve got toDive and go…It’s just a dive into my soul…

I don’t wanna say: “this poor other of me”I don’t wanna say: “you are not me”I want to fly over the seaReaching my dreams wishing to leapThe big dive that lets me finally Set free the star inside of meInside of me…

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The Eighth Sin

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Year: 2013Album: CMYK - EP#1 Cyan (2014)Language: English

Meaning

The seven sins: lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride. Basically they are not sins, but vices. A vice is the root of making several correlated sins. In the Christian Ethics, these are the 7 cardinal vices that let a person make sins out of the right and straight path to Paradise.I’m not Catholic or Christian, but I believe these “sins” can be read as the most relevant.But, in my opinion, there is one missing, the most important. It doesn’t have a name, but I can explain the concept.The most important thing for the living creatures of this planet is the survival of their own species. All our “natural law systems” strive to maintain life. A group of flamingos, will never establish their temporary home in a place which is not perfect for their babies, and they will never change or contaminate a place that is perfect for breeding.Humans are different. They make their decisions in function of today’s profit, not to improve their future. Think about the pacific-trash-vortex (Disney’s Wall-e is our future), or the stop for Asbestos, or other hundreds of examples where there’s not a specific vice or sin. People decide to throw their trash in the river maybe because they don’t have a place to throw their rubbish or maybe for a lack of education, or it was decided to use Asbestos before its deadly characteristics were known.But tomorrow our kids will play on the beach with trash in the sea, or maybe they will work in a building made with asbestos panels.This is the eighth sin: to act without considering that the future is not ours, but it is an exclusive property of the next generations, and the only thing we can do is give them a better future with by making the best decisions we can today.
And today we are failing, without the help of any cardinal “sin”.

Lyrics

Here I pray, for some kind of mercyDeep into a blameOf something that no one could claimBut I feel it’s the worst sin mankind can shape

Please, my Lord, I trust you would witnessMy life in yoursBy shunning your deadly sinsA track for my holy sense of black and white

But ash can’t lieHistory just won’t lieTo myself, I will not lieI’m sinful, I cannot lieBeneath the weight of the eighth capital sin

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The Sun’s Everlasting Smile

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Year: 2015Album: CMYK - EP#4 Key Black (2015)Language: English

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I met a very nice girl. I liked her, not only because of her beauty, but most of all I perceived her sensitivity and personality. Then we exchanged I our social contacts, as usual. Seeing her posts, one thing stole my attention. In her pictures she smiles without showing her smile completely, as if something made be ashamed of her smile.When I met her again face to face, I started seeking what made her so shy and embarrassed. I saw that her teeth were not perfect, in terms of position. Well, in my point of view, this is not something to be ashamed of, or something to regret, but probably she perceived it as an aesthetic defect, difficult to ignore.Who decides what is a perfect smile or what is not? Who declares what are the specifications of perfection and beauty? Generally we desire something because of our models. A model is a complex architecture of desires and wishes, that comes from a totem we have elected as the incarnation of perfection. These characteristics are generally described by “mass society” preferences or, sometimes, they are created and driven by marketing interests. What I really hate in this world is a model creation that is too far from our reality. The reason is simple.Happiness is the ability to reach or to work for a dream. Sometimes getting a goal is not the only happiness possible, but just striving for that gives us a state of bliss, because you are working for something real, possible, reachable, maybe achievable. A dream brings happiness when it is treated as a project, not like a throw of dice already done.All the images, movies, advertisement model or tv spots show us what is beauty. The effect is the reaction of society when something goes out of its perfection specifications. And if we desire and admire these models, If we convince ourselves that our evaluation depends on those specifications and if our happiness is affected by other’s ability to put ourselves in comparison with unreal models, our life will be out of reality, like an oak that grows bent due to an impossible constant and strong wind.She renounced smiling and showing her purest and most beautiful characteristic. Her happiness and her smile. The reason for this is her sensitivity to accept her sight in comparison with the perfection this world criteria likes to describe.It’s like if the sun, admiring the success of the moon, renounced shining, desiring the moon’s light.It’s foolish… and I hope everybody will follow the example of the sun, especially during the sunrise, its most beautiful and everlasting smile.

Lyrics

You do not forget whenThe shame came because of your teethThey grew far from being fairUnpretty and not to be sharedYour mirror reflects wellThe reason you crave a spellShyness is the first stepThe last one is the real disgrace

Oh you choose to veilYour shame by dimming your smileLike when solar eclipses ariseTo show us the role of the SunThat moonlight is a matter of time and nightThat sunlight belongs to noneThat your smile is not to be shunnedBy your criesIt strives to be a divineExtraordinary wayTo let your soul shineEvery time as the first sunriseThe Sun’s everlasting smile

It’s a crime what I see hereA guitar with loose and dump stringsAble to finally chase beatsBut silent thanks to those fearsTo be judged from preachersEphemeral dull believersShyness is the first of blamesThe rest is a quest for the grace

Oh you choose to veilYour shame by dimming your smileLike when solar eclipses ariseTo show us the role of the SunThat moonlight is a matter of time and nightThat sunlight belongs to noneThat your smile is not to be shunnedBy your criesIt strives to be a divineExtraordinary wayTo let your soul shineEvery time as the first sunriseThe Sun’s everlasting smile

Brave against the nightReady to defyStars and satellites‘Cause there’s only a way to dieIt’s when you decide to liveBy chasing the will of others

So please follow the sun and show us your light

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Then I Will Run Away

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Year: 2014Album: CMYK - EP#2 Magenta (2014)Language: English

Meaning

Everyday routine could kill. When days get undefined in the past, years run faster than months and memories merge together into a unique plasma of “I cannot remember what I did yesterday”, it means there is a problem.Time is fixed for everyone. It is a “game rule” which no one can argue about. The only difference is the “feeling” we have of Time’s “falling sand”. Surely, you can find of a period in the past that seems “longer” than another one made by the same number of days, but different activities. I think that the difference is the quantity of specific and different memories you have.The more you do “interesting” things, the more memories you collect.The more memories get into the “basket”, the more you get the sensation that time goes slower.Therefore, driving through this life in a continuos, swinging and constant motion shrinks the time, while an unpredictable waving and a discontinued sequence of activities and passions enlarge the sense of time passing.But It is not easy to escape the daily routine. Job, family, alarm clock, traffic, taxes.So, everyday, just when eyes get open in the morning, we think that one day we will runaway… one day.Then I understand one think. Probably the problem it is not where or what I do. If tomorrow I’ll run somewhere and start again, surely I will change my routine, but the problem remains.Maybe the escape from the daily routine it is not a matter of what, where or when, but it is only a problem of will.Drive through your day as a unique day, do your best and feed your passions… everyday. This is what I say to myself, instead of desiring an escape for nowhere. I think it could be a good way to live more.

Lyrics

Now it’s raining, just inside my mindThere’s no shelterAll I can do is pray and wait to see the sun again

Same life routine, everyday I dieMorpheus please,All I need is to close my eyes and fall deeply asleep

To dream again, to feel my heart To hear its beat, giving lymph to my stride

Then I will run awayBefore it is too lateIf I will run awayI would trample on my promised landfeeling free to be who I am

But damn, I’m awake again

Like an ant’s march, walking spiritlessAlong the same street, through the same path, again…I’ve only to keep on chasing

To play my score for a stranger’s applauseI won’t take the bow till my fear begets love

Then I will run away Before it is too lateIf I will run awayI would trample on my promised landFeeling free to live

Then I will run away or maybe fly just a little bit astray, I prayfor only a chance, only a day

Fool,You crave something that seems farAnd you’re crumbling beneath the weight of lifeWhile the world spins and gives you all you needTo smash down this chronic apathyIn fact, there’s no way to change‘Cause all you need is nothing but your will

Then I won’t run awayoh its not too lateto change my life into something I love

This song is based on the sailing metaphor.Imagine you are a sailor. Your sailboat can easily follow the wind, but it cannot go against the wind.To do It you need time, will and good skills.Because of that, when the wind blows in one direction, all the boats go roughly in that direction. Obviously the sailing reality is different, but let me pass this principle.If you are not able to go upwind, or maybe simply you are not interested in doing so, if you want to get to place located behind the wind direction, you have to wait for the wind to change. But when the wind will change you will not be alone in discovering this new place.If you want to get something new, not necessarily a good thing, you have to go against the wind.Thousands of people will laugh, or suggest to go back. Surely they will leave you alone.Some of those will support your idea, by encouraging you with compliments and nothing more, to be sure they will have a part of the loot, if you are right.If not, a support and a suggestion are free. So they have nothing to loose.One thing is sure. You will be alone upwind, and probably this is the best characteristic to sail where no one goes.

Lyrics

If I were a sailor born to slashThe seas to seek a place to landI would try to find a way to sailStraight definitely against the wind, just upwind

Well, the wise says “get the flow! Instead of rushing hard, being lost and stuck”While the mad says “life won’t glow,if you can see where your fate will be blown”

And what if I try to find a way toBeat this windMaybe it won’t be a sin to climb the stream,to dare my will and trust in this nut, i feel,He knows exactly what a dream is

Wise, as a mad could be with hisWide wingspan spread out for thatPrize hidden by this windJust ruled by a will that strives to keep this world as is

So the vile says “I will let you crawlUnder the storm, so that we can get the goal”But if I look at what a kid would sayHe will try to get fun and begin to play

And what if I strum my strings in a way toPlay this windMaybe it won’t be a win, but a stupid thing,to dare their will and chase this kid, who, I feel,knows exactly what this life is

Wise, as a mad could be with hisWide wingspan spread out for thatPrize certainly behind aCry… ‘cause no one is going to take my side,Allies, oh, they will dry my tearsWhen the loot to share will be clearTill that day for sure I’ll beAlone against the wind

Why do i have to play on thisTime, straight rhythm out of hisLife, a melody that could not Shine…With no syncopationSyncopationSyncopationSyncopation

And no one is going to take my time,Allies, oh, I will dry their tearsWhen the loot to share will be mine‘Cause the prize I’ll find will be the pride to liveJust sailing my own will

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Welcome to Ireland

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Year: 1999Album: CMYK - EP#1 Cyan (2014)Language: English

Meaning

For several summers, since 1994 to 2003, I have been in Ireland to meet some good friends, to learn some english, to work and to have some fun.What Irish people have quickly shown me was the great contrast between the Irish weather and their joy, in terms of mood and lifestyle. Ireland it’s a little nation, a not so huge island, but Irish are wonderful.I wrote this song many years ago, pushed by the will to tell about this contrast and to spread out the lesson regarding the fact that, no matter how much rain can fall outside, but there’s always a reason for smiling… better in front of a pint.

Lyrics

Waiting for the Eden way,A certain path straight to a place Where our essences can mergeWith our body weightUnderstanding the worldWe cannot shape

From these northern cliffs I stare Where the horizon line slashesThis only embrace Between sea and highGrey clouds and marble whites

But the old sun here shinesBehind the heart and Irish eyesShamrock’s sons sing aloudWelcome to IrelandWelcome to Ireland

A joy inside everyone While there’s a storm outsideThere’s joy inside every childWhile there’s no hope for sunlightHoly days to vanish the fearsUnlocking your spirit’s way

Who I am I just knowWhat I seek is a placeFor the Eden sightSeems I need more light This illusion lasts a while

Cause the old sun here shinesBehind the heart and Irish eyesShamrock’s sons sing aloudWelcome to IrelandWelcome to Ireland

A joy inside everyone While there’s a storm outsideThere’s a joy inside every childWhile there’s no hope for sunlightYou may find your wayJust by listening to tales of their freedom’s might Holy days, when the soldiers’ sad rhythm Came loud and high from this rain

Save meSave meShow me the wayJust to reach my sun inside of me

Save me Save meShow me the wayHow a ray of hope turns to a blaze.

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Women’s Way (NuShu)

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Year: 2014Album: CMYK - EP#2 Magenta (2014)Language: English

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When I think of “freedom”, as a concept, I always think about “social” and “historical” meanings and stories. “Freedom”, I say, and suddenly Mel Gibson gets into my mind, blue tattooed while swinging his long sword. But “Freedom” cannot be only a “social” aspect. Today we are “free”, by following this social concept. Are we really sure of that? I see people addicted to the Video-slot machines, or to get some “likes” in their social profiles, and other ones who are slaves of their bank account and of their monthly income.So, what is the right meaning of freedom?I’m really far from being an expert of history. It would be better for me to skip this subject instead of entering into it. But one day I bumped into a story. The NuShu language: “Nüshu is a syllabic script created and used exclusively by women in Jiangyong Prefecture, Hunan Province, China. The women were forbidden formal education for many centuries and developed the Nüshu script in order to communicate with one another.”In the sex-segregated world of traditional China, girls and women did not have the same access to literacy as boys and men. Women built their own language. Socially speaking, they were so far to be defined “free” and those women had surely no chance for an “independence” war, or something else. But I do not understand clearly why this story is able to raise in my mind the concept of freedom, as well as the Braveheart footage memories. Probably because I can figure out how difficult is creating a brand new language, and I feel able to understand how frustrating and terrible it was living as those Chinese women in the Hunan province 1000 years ago.They created their own language to feel free to communicate without being understood by men, to speak about their secrets, their affairs, to feel free… forgetting for a while their social status.This is a great lesson that comes from women and from china. And, by my understanding, is one of the most beautiful and romantic example that can really explain what being free means.

Lyrics

From winter’s cold to summer’s torrid airThey don’t feel the changeBending over their pride’s obvious needAlone they creep to live underneathTheir will to feel more then a weepFor a life of hardshipIn a Chinese town forgot and lost in timeWomen’s freedom wish won’t beSo strong to win against their destiny

Domestic life as servants of man’s bedIt’s nothing respect to that sadMiseducation forced to keep stillTheir sense of freedom that must be allayedTo leave this world as is, as a cage‘Cause knowledge enhanced could drive to the changeThat’s the most sure and mighty wayTo let a slave keep bearing the chainsCruel sentence of no hope for a fate of freedom

What does ”be free” mean if not believingThat no one here will touchWhat you love and still keep so secretly?’Cause life lives in what you hideWhat does “to feel” mean if not to keepOn holding tight your sister’s handand share and hear those secretsHidden by the Nushu wayBy the Women’s way of being free

To be freeoh… so secretlyFree…Oh… it’s a so precious giftNushu as lesson for posterityThat freedom is funded on maturityTo accept that feeling freeIt’s not a social status to claimBut a state of mind so hard to obtain for real

What does “be free” mean if not believingThat no one here will touchWhat you love and still keep so secretly?’Cause life lives in what you hideWhat does “to feel” mean if not to keepOn holding tight your sister’s handand share and hear those secretsHidden by the women’s way of being free

This is the latest song I have written, since 2003, when I started composing my lyrics and melodies. It should be my testament. A sort of “ultimate experience package” regarding my songwriting expertise. For that reason it has some peculiar characteristics. The rhythm swings from a 7/8 to a 4/4, trying to support a melody that a pop listener would not define as a “lame stride”. In fact “lame” was the last adjective used by a friend of mine, not a musician nor an “expert” music listener , when I let him listen to a 7/4 song I really like, “Seven” by DMB. So it was a sort of challenge, regarding composing an easy-to-approach song. The meaning and the lyrics also have something that I can define as “ultimate”. The song is about a mom who speaks to her baby while he sleeps. She describes to him all the difficulties and the obstacles he will “join” in the future in front of him. But she will tell him how to understand and face these road blocks, and how to brew the elixir of happiness from the pain this world likes to use to slash our life.In all the songs I have written till know, the main aspect I try to treat regards the happiness and the understanding of our nature and life. So a mom who speaks about this to her son while he sleeps will use a rhythm and a melody not easy for a baby to be understood but full of hope and love.This is all the stuff behind this song, and I hope it can come out clearly and intimately when listen to.

Lyrics

I adore watching you fallAsleep in my armsBold and brave they'll be to holdThe darkness offAnd shape this worldTo let you grow,To let your soul unfoldLike a Chestnut Rose

Youth will pass you byLike a deadly dartAiming to a silent nightThat you'll fight despite no hopeTo understand why we need to rushIf our ashes will merge, one dayWith the sand of time

But don't try to standFor your liesAnd don't fly too highTill the edge of the skyThe raindrops won’t fall in vainThey’ll wash your tears awayThey are meant to let you feelJust how much dark a day could beAnd you'll learn that darkness and rainWill let you taste the real senseOf the light

Love will fill your heartAs the flames flare in a hearthThough you‘ll have to knowThat of a sudden blaze nothingWill last to warmAnd make your soul unveilLike the embers’ way to lie

But don't wait to standFor your criesAnd don't fly too highTo rule your prideThe tears won’t fall in vainThey’ll wash your fears awayThey are meant to let you healAs much pain as you believeThat the real love won’t halve your soulBut your will to hiss and lieTo the sense of life

The tears won’t fall in vainThey’ll wash your fears awayThey are meant to let you healAs much pain as you believeThat the real love won’t halve your soulBut It will enrich your fateWith all the strength you’d needTo face the hatred you’ll seeTo build up your days and dreams…Oh your dreams…They’re not the mouthbut the springof tomorrow’s river you will sailand my love will be…Your wind